There is a moment when everything comes together and theatre happens. It just clicks.You rehearse, you practice, you change , you do, and then it comes together .And when it does it is magnificent.Today was a really REALLY long day . Tomorrow is our show .Today was hard and tiring at times annoying, then funny and fun and then difficult and then amazing ,all together it was magnificent.Three girls created a dance they wanted to do for the show –Girls who didn’t want to be in the show ,now , like it, and want bigger parts .The girls with the big parts were suddenly shy.We read the poems.We read the I am passages -They read their words , surprised that they wrote them –“You sure Ms. That you didn’t make this up ?”“I couldn’t if I tried” I laugh.We scratched , we re-did we re-wrote .This is a smart group .Thisis a good group .This is a very opinionated group .They had many things to say, many opinions.How things should be, how things should be staged .They wanted me to listen to them , and use their ideas ,ALL of their ideas . When I didn’t do something one suggested ,she stomped her foot annoyed with me .The other one wanted to do her part sitting down , not standing up like I wanted .At a certainpoint I had to stop and say:“You have to trust me and my eye , I know what I am doing . This isn’t only about what you want to do , its also about what is good for the audience to see –You have to trust me ,that I see and I know what looks good and right”Half rolled their eyes“Come on ,do you trust me ?”"Yes Ms. ,yes Ms……" They answered me – I have a feeling the pizza ,drinks ,candy and food helped the answer to that question .“I don’t have a poem Ms.”“well write one”I say“don’t got noting to write about” She says“Really? write one to your baby girl”She took five minuets and wrote a magnificent love letter to her 3 year old daughter.“I don’t want to read this” one said“I can’t read this” the other said.The third got up to read and couldn’t stop laughing .I look at them and say“Girls ,this about stepping out of your comfort zone .When you step out of your comfort zone that is when change is possible .Don’t be afraid to open your heart ,to share your heart –this is how you become bold ,and being bold will help you move forward.”We do it again , we try ,we read ,we change ,they do it again .Welaugh.They fight , they switch parts ,they create new parts,they get angry ,I get angry .We laugh again .I have been at the camp since 1 pm it is now 8pm .Tomorrow is the show.I know they will be magnificentTheatre can do that, make the dull and mundane magnificent .I gather them near me , we stand in a circle“You didgreattoday , I am so proud of you . Thank you for cooperating” I say“I amamazing , I am beautiful, I am worthy !” They chant our mantra and today they look like they actually believe what they are saying .I hand out the hair strengtheners, and curlers and they start leave to go do their hair.“I love you” one shouts out to me.I pick up my head and smile at her.“I love you” , She said againI smile as I am cleaning up.“Did you hear me ?” she yells“I heard you” I said“Well I’m gonna say it one more time,“ I love you Ms. Nomi”“I love you too sweetheart” I answerand then I stand up and stop what I am doing , I look right at her and say“You are magnificent”She stops , and the air in the room changes –She stops and looks at me.I felt her heart skip a beat.“I am !, and so was today !”And away she went .